Chapter 89

Sunday evening.

Calliope was heading to the family manor with Silas. She wore a long, white sweater, layered with a coat. Her long hair was partially pinned up with a clip, cascading like a waterfall down her back. When she was quiet, she was truly striking.

Calliope walked arm-in-arm with Silas into the grand hall of the manor, which was already bustling with people. The moment they spotted the couple, they were all captivated by their presence.

A perfect pair, everyone thought.

"Silas, Callie, you are here!" someone called out warmly, greeting them both.

Silas nodded slightly to everyone in acknowledgment and led Calliope to the sofa. "Make some room for Callie."

Dahlia immediately shuffled over, giving Calliope a playful nod. "Aunt Callie, have a seat!"

Calliope

and on the other side, Calista scooted over as

the gathering tonight. What's everyone chatting about? Could it be

an eyebrow but remained

with curiosity. "Fleur, is there something we should know? You only have one

quickly after that last engagement fell through. Did he have someone lined up even before the wedding?" Verity, who was at odds with Fleur, jabbed; she never missed an opportunity to

turned sour. "Calliope, what nonsense are

himself wanting to get married." Calliope feigned innocence and continued, "He hasn't told you

looked directly at Gideon, who was glaring darkly. "Gideon, marriage is a big deal. Your parents should be in the loop. Oh, does Fleur disapprove of

isn't exactly stellar, perhaps not up to the family's standards.

if Gideon likes her, don't pressure him. It's not uncommon for family rifts to start

you'll be the mother-in-law, and she, the daughter-in-law, will have to follow

his voice low. "Would you

raising your voice at my wife?" Silas, who had been sipping his coffee leisurely, suddenly fixed his deep gaze on

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